| A piece of glass, in the sand under your feet
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| It cuts you deep, and makes you hate the beauty that you see
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| And you wonder where you are, how you ever got so far
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| Now you question what went wrong, it’s your heart
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| It’s raining again
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| There’s a dark cloud, over your head
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| It follows you 'round, it’s bringing you down
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| It’s raining, it’s raining again
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| A wilted rose, your decay is all you see
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| You buy the flaws, and miss the beauty that is yours for free
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| Realize you are so far, from the things that matter now
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| And you only wonder how, it’s your heart
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| It’s raining again
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| There’s a dark cloud, over your head
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| It follows you 'round, it’s bringing you down
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| It’s raining, it’s raining again
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| Come on
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| Come on, get it right
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| Come on
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| Come on, make it right
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| Come on
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| Come on, it’s alright
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| It’s raining again
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| There’s a dark cloud, over your head
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| It follows you 'round, it’s bringing you down
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| It’s raining, it’s raining again
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| It’s raining, raining again
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| There’s a dark cloud, over your head |